I'm Marrying My Beloved Wife, the Boss Dotes on Me to the Heavens

Liu Yuru used the relics left by my mother to threaten me and forced me to marry into the Gu family for Lin Weiwei. On the day of the wedding, Lin Weiwei was wearing the wedding dress that was supposed to belong to me. She pushed me to the ground in public and sarcastically said: "Lin Wan, you are a fake daughter who no one wants, are you worthy of marrying Gu Shuchen?" I clenched my clothes tightly, thinking that this marriage would only be endless suffering. But the CEO of the Gu family, who was rumored to be indifferent and taciturn, walked up to me step by step, bent down to help me up, and swept the whole room with a cold gaze: "The young lady of the Gu family can only be her." On the wedding night, he spoke concisely and to the point: "Marriage by contract, non-interference between each other." But when I turn around, he will remember that I don't eat coriander and silently pick the coriander away from my bowl; when Liu Yuru comes to ask for money, he will stand in front of me and decisively refuse; and when I am framed by Lin Weiwei, he will come up with evidence to support me. No one knew that this fake rich man who was bullied to the point of being unable to lift his head held the qualification certificate of a top international designer. He was an invisible shareholder of many listed companies and the founder of a foundation that had quietly done charity work for many years. When my waistcoat was exposed one after another, those who had despised me and bullied me all bowed their heads to show their kindness. And Gu Shuchen, that man who had been aloof all his life, actually blocked me at the door of the studio, with a hoarse and serious voice: "Wanwan, I was wrong. I didn't know how to cherish you in the past. For the rest of my life, I will only pamper you and protect you all my life." From the contracted couple who were forced to marry, to the passionate lovers who rushed to each other; from the fake daughter who endured the humiliation, to the radiant self. There are no bloody misunderstandings, no vicious female rivalry, only real pleasure, delicate warmth, and everyone is perfect.